It was now really dry, how I imagine the moon to be. We had a short day time wise, arriving at camp in good time for lunch before having a restful afternoon and a very early night to prepare for the summit attempt.
We may have only covered a distance of 4.9km but the elevation gain was 751m. A short, steep burst and we would be there.
Definitely no potential toilet stops today! |
There isn't really much to say about todays climb. I was steep. It was dry. It was hard. It was good training for the summit attempt.
Again it was a really quiet route as it wasn't one of the popular routes - so the camps were quiet and there very few porters around. Jacob started leading us up and it was Deo's turn to stay behind and set the porters off for their climb up to School Hut. I preferred walking with Deo as his pace suited me much more.
In our usual formation |
Bob taking a break |
Along the route we came across the remains of a buffalo. He had apparently got lost and sat down to rest in the snow....and, well basically froze to death. This happened about 6 years ago. His body was perfectly preserved, close up you could still see his fur. It was quite sad to see him in that position, clearly just sleeping at the time. He has now become a bit of a landmark for those making their way from Third Caves to School Hut.
As we got higher we started to meet the clouds. We all commented that the clouds were getting low - it took Jacob to point out that actually they weren't, it was us that were getting high. It started to sink in then that in less than 24 hours we would be making our way to the top!
Climbing in the clouds |
Today was another quiet day, we didn't speak much on the climb - heads down. Putting one foot in front of the other. Deo caught us up in good time and again the porters came back to help with the bags. We did split up again as Jacob took the others ahead. I came in last as I was walking at a much slower pace.
Jacob at School Hut |
The camp itself was squashed in the rocks. It was a very uneven surface and had a totally different feel from the others. Maybe it was because it was the last stop. Maybe it was actually us that was different, there really was no going back now. We should have been celebrating another completed day, another milestone. But I think we all just went in to quiet panic mode and wanted to just not talk or think about the night ahead.
Camping in the clouds |
All tucked up and ready for an early morning. |
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